This conversation proved 2 things: 1) I am, in fact, bougie; and, 2) Shawn kepts needlessly specific records of our conversations to be douchey usurper.
me: please win the lottery. i want this
Shawn: I feel like you're setting your standards too low
me: Why? I'm not trying to be bougie
Shawn: I seem to remember our conversation about you actually trying to be bougie
me: Well, I'm horrible at it
Shawn: [COMMENSE DOUCHEY COUNTERPOINT FLASHBACK]
Jessica: When you win the lottery, will you buy me a $6k cocktail ring? I need it
me: umm...absolutely not....there will be no frivolous spending of the 230 million dollars
Jessica: Shawn...I NEED it
me: if you can fit the $6k ring into your $20K/month budget...then by all means....but that's cutting it pretty thin
Jessica: Hold on...$20k a month?? Do you have any idea how bougie I plan on being after one of us wins the lottery??
me: Jeez, that cocktail ring is almost a quarter of what the condo costs...that is bougie!